That does read like poetic exhalation/ breath work or a meditation. I love how the lines move. I’d read that a few times aloud to myself. Very much enjoyed reading that.
Thank you so much for the comment. I’m glad you liked it. It’s not a classic meditation, but yes—it’s made for breathing. It’s written for a brief reflection and the need to take a pause.
So calm and grounding 😌 I love the February as unseen growth idea, and the birch metaphor makes the trust and timing feel natural, not preachy. Really beautiful!
Phoeby, your meditation and the sound of trees together whisper that life flows quietly, unseen yet unstoppable; in stillness and trust, growth happens, and even in February’s hush, the promise of spring is already moving through us. I feel so happy reading this, as you’ve beautifully shared the quiet arrival of spring.
Dawnithic, you have no idea how much your words make me happy. The fact that it brought you even a gram of joy means the meditation has achieved its purpose. Have a lovely day!
I loved this Phoeby. We're kindred spirits. The birch image is so steady here. I love the contrast between the restless mind and the quiet sap running anyway. And I agree, in shadow, things are indeed growing. 💚
Yes, I think so too—we’re definitely kindred spirits. And I’m really happy about that. Hugs, and thank you for being here. Your presence is always soothing.
Thank you, Gub. You captured the essence of the meditation exactly—that’s the idea I started from. I listened to the sound birch sap makes in February. Spectacular! I think we’re taught to have before we are. Maybe the ideal combination is to be while doing (work, family, etc.). I probably need to get a little older—who knows, maybe that revelation will come too :)) Thank you for being here.
So calm and grounding 😌 I love the February as unseen growth idea, and the birch metaphor makes the trust and timing feel natural, not preachy. Really beautiful!
Such a wonderful calming piece Phoeby.
The choice of birch as renewal, recovery and strength without hardness really resonates. 😊
It is also the first tree in the ogham alphabet which is something new to me
Thank you, Mark, for the comment—and especially because I learned something today about the Ogham alphabet. I didn’t know about it. Have a lovely day.
And you! 😊
Looking forward more post like this
Thank you so much! I'm glad you like it
keep sharing your work in seharinsights
That was a wonderful piece. I felt very calm and relaxed after reading it.
Will save it so that I can come back to it when needed, too.
Thank you, Gary. That’s very kind of you. I’m glad it brought you a little peace.
That does read like poetic exhalation/ breath work or a meditation. I love how the lines move. I’d read that a few times aloud to myself. Very much enjoyed reading that.
Thank you so much for the comment. I’m glad you liked it. It’s not a classic meditation, but yes—it’s made for breathing. It’s written for a brief reflection and the need to take a pause.
So calm and grounding 😌 I love the February as unseen growth idea, and the birch metaphor makes the trust and timing feel natural, not preachy. Really beautiful!
Thank you, I’m glad you liked it. I really appreciate your comment.
A wonderful February meditation. Go with the flow of nature and let go of outcomes. It’s exactly what I want to embody, to just BE 🤍
Thank you, Maria! Yes, I understand you perfectly.
This poem felt like meditation itself. 🫶
Thank you—your comment means a lot.
Phoeby, your meditation and the sound of trees together whisper that life flows quietly, unseen yet unstoppable; in stillness and trust, growth happens, and even in February’s hush, the promise of spring is already moving through us. I feel so happy reading this, as you’ve beautifully shared the quiet arrival of spring.
Dawnithic, you have no idea how much your words make me happy. The fact that it brought you even a gram of joy means the meditation has achieved its purpose. Have a lovely day!
Absolutely, thanks again for the message of spring's arrival.
I loved this Phoeby. We're kindred spirits. The birch image is so steady here. I love the contrast between the restless mind and the quiet sap running anyway. And I agree, in shadow, things are indeed growing. 💚
Yes, I think so too—we’re definitely kindred spirits. And I’m really happy about that. Hugs, and thank you for being here. Your presence is always soothing.
Yes what are we really waiting for anyway?
I like this verse and that you used the birch tree as a focal point which makes this all the more persuasive,
And no diss on dream boards but it’s a great way to show the point of “just being” or living.
“In February, the birch’s sap
runs like a river—
not because someone told it to,
not because it made a dream board.”
Thank you, Gub. You captured the essence of the meditation exactly—that’s the idea I started from. I listened to the sound birch sap makes in February. Spectacular! I think we’re taught to have before we are. Maybe the ideal combination is to be while doing (work, family, etc.). I probably need to get a little older—who knows, maybe that revelation will come too :)) Thank you for being here.
One day you want to blow up a planet and one day you want to breathe life, I love your ability to surprise me 😁
I’m a woman. My moods shift quickly :))
I was reading this and then the birch sap runs like a river line made my whole body feel so calm~ Nice one, Phoeby~!
Thank you, Asuka, for being here. I’m glad I managed to offer you a little comfort too. You always do…
So calm and grounding 😌 I love the February as unseen growth idea, and the birch metaphor makes the trust and timing feel natural, not preachy. Really beautiful!
Thanks, Josh. I’m really glad you liked it.